You better Be Wise

Don't be in a haste to fall on your ass. Truth is, life ain't tripping about time. We are. So therefore, you've got to go at a pace that you create. If your desire is to keep up with Team B, then so be it. But don't deny the fact that you have your own. You've got your own universe inside of you right now. You. And that's how God intended it to be, so cry not.

I wrote something a long ass time ago and I'm thinking about bringing it out, you know, for old times sake. Suprisingly enough, I think I have the perfect plan to get things started. I know myself, and how to use this equipment - so I'm going to rock out. Rhythm in everything, by the way.

That's right. No abbreviations 'round here. We break the rules in style, and not all the time neither.

Yea.

I'm going to put this out there for anytime I need to clear my head positively. Feel free:

So now I'm caught up. In the rapture of Love. I'm on some do-it-right for life this time. And if there's another stumble, my feet will not fumble - instead my faith in You will lift me. If not for myself, then for my Lord, for his mercy endureth forever, and that's a lot longer than this problem I'm having is going to last. Lord have mercy and God bless my pursuit, letting me know daily that it is your Will.

In the name of Jesus Christ I pray,

-Amen



So I'm in between thinking rationally and thinking spiritually. I've put my body through a lot of misuse, but ultimately it has been my faith in God and my desire to form that has helped me the most. I can't say it's been anything else. I'm always shedding and talking about it, so this is just another one. But - this one is special because it marks a point of direct and true understanding. A will to do better, to be more. To expand my universe. Now I'm in the lab making beats.

Talk with you later.

Have a good one,

-Julius

You better Get

Fucking Tired of Struggling Blindly

Who does that shit today, anyway? What? You say just about everybody? Well listen up, because this is my plan to get the fuck away from it.



See what you see and know what you like, and develop, develop, develop those connections. When you see people speaking smaller, acting smaller, doing smaller than you and your consciousness, don't pity, be contemptuous, or oppressive to them. Just ask for blessings between you both, and be on your way, mentally or otherwise. People have to know that thinking small leads to acting small, and that shit comes ultimately from feeling small.

If that's the case, get your mousy ass in the mirror about what you can do, what you're capable of. If you think you got what it takes, then take steps to make that a reality, no matter how small it's going to start.

For me, I'm not for 92% of the bullshit that's shoveled out here in these streets. People wanting so deeply to be themselves, but getting the ass trap of fitting into someone else's mold. I'm not interested in these school for safety types, nor into these free as a bird types either. There's no reason for any of that today. Grab that machete, and go for it. It's such new jungle out there, and for those of you blinded to it, trust it has been for reason. See it before they do and make the gap larger...

What am I talking about, though? Define your own path in life and see. That foundation will be underwater, so it's going to be tough putting it down. But once you have it, nothing can come between you and your destiny, whatever that may be.

Foundations begin with strong, persistent values. If you believe in something, well dammit, make sure that you rep it hard and often. Don't be bitchlike and checker count your steps. Smash the gas on your ideals and see another side of you open up. It's like a locked room you haven't gone into yet, but realize why it's important to open that dusty ass door - These may very well be our last days...do your homework and think about it.

Also, if you aren't eating up some of that sunlight, you need to stop playing. Get riches. Get wealth. Get Understanding. Get Overstanding. Get Yourself Right.

I'm a get up and go type, and it's to my detriment I've been sleep on a number of things daily - and for a while. No matter though, because I'm on a mission to get riches, and in the process, big up those on that path with me and slash up those who are not. Don't do yourself dirty and stay away. Lots of live shit going on right in your area off some powerstarter types and this God blessed blog right here. ;)



Have a good one,

-Julius

More Snarl, Gentlemen

It's such a crockpot full of grade A beetlefeed that people don't like to be men. The rule for a man is simple; to thine own self be true. You know you've heard it. You know you've seen it.

I'm just saying,


So really, just try. Just put your feet in the dirt and don't give a damn about it. Give a damn about getting it done right. And getting it right sometimes is going to involve getting dirty. Handle it. Always handle it.

Easier said than done, but that doesn't mean you don't need to do it! Do the damn thing!

Learn what the future holds by planning it, and following the flexible, elastic, savvy plan. Make sure the core values of the plan - the foundation - is kept well managed at all times. That means you, because there is no plan without a proponent. Some one has to get it started. Remember,

And on the real, listen to Hammer on this song, y'all. That shit is hilarious but true. I met Hammer before, and that dude is a real ass Man. That's what's up, Hammer. Staying true and being benevolent. This man worked and handled his!

Alright, One.

A pierced mind

Who says that life is without promise or premise? Those who have been pierced by those beautiful thorns - obstacles - and found a clever way to bitch about it. That's right. I'm calling out the lot of you bawling cakerake wannabees who want through strategic slackerdom what can only be had through hard work, quiet patience, and that rare burning vigor you used to see on anime magazine covers and in your girl's eyes after a few passionate thrusts of pleasure.

Now I'm not saying this is coming from nowhere straight to your face. This is coming exclusively from having been there, tasted, basked in the lameness, and an now an advocate for responsible awesomeness. If you want to be the best the world has seen, then you had better get used to feeling that way in your drawers laying vulnerable and refreshed in the bed.

Good kudos to he who asks the deep questions and gets his life in working check. In other words, it's quite awesome to push yourself to the limit and enjoy it. It's a shambling shame to do anything less, especially today. Life for many people has been a blind, twisting journey, so if you're not showing them the golden alternative through living a lavish life bereft with the spoils of labour not born of your own hand, they will probably attempt to strike you down. Nothing personal, but misery loves company - and what's new about that?

And too - I see a need. Whether it be real today or not, the seed is in my head, and getting it on canvas is the best when it's fresh. Damn and thank you for not smoking. Unless it's that good, in which case our desire to not smoke is smoldered by Devon's failing face.

-Have a good one.

Tame your Silence

Speak your mind. It is yours to speak with. Feed your mind. It is yours to feed. Know your mind, it is yours to use.

That's really all I have to say right now.

Be Well

Death, and it's ceaseless marching

We are all going to die. This I know and I'm sure I signed up for it at the gate. Sadly though, when we die tragically, or with pitiful atrophy, one must understand the piercing of the heart is not merely from grief, but possibly from guilt.

I'm seasoned with guilt and remorse over the death of my surrogate stepfather, Willie Webster, a man who fell early in life but came out of it, rose up, met my mother, and took me in as his son.

As a father figure, he was never a quietly good fit, we had our differences. I was a quiet, frightened child then, so timid but knowing. We didn't argue or anything, but there was a lot of tense air for a while and to this day I can still feel it when I know things aren't right. Despite this, though, he did his best to provide for us, to work and trod home, to a house endearing to his fatigue, his inner restlessness, his desire for internal solace.

He was a good man - although bereft with his own guilt and confusion - but that damn sure wasn't the end of him, and nowhere close to the majority of him. I love him and will miss him. May his soul find peace, light, and understanding.

Once I found out he died, I didn't cry. He's not suffering anymore. No tears were shed. But I felt it. I felt it deep in me. I'm not sad, not grasping for anything, but I feel it. There is no explanation of anything right now.

What is certain, however, is that you will never be forgotten. Never. I will send prayers to you daily, and prayers upon your family. I love you and appreciate all you've done for me in this life. If you're watching me, watch a powerful man grow, ever quickly, ever reaching further. The limits of understanding are within my grasp. This life is also for you too Willie. Thank you.

For anyone who lost a loved one today or any day since or before, like the Blue Oyster Cult said, "Don't fear the Reaper". We will all someday meet and fear will mean nothing then, just as it means little now. Uplift their names and do right by them. Do their spirits proud.

Rest in Peace Willie Webster,

-Julius McClendon